It had been very long time since i last watched a Bollywood movie. Last week while i was wandering around searching about new releases, i came across “Dangerous Ishq”. I consulted a few Hindustani friends and got negative feedback, which encouraged me to watch the movie surely due that my taste and tastes of my friends are totally unmatching. And i did not regret my choice/decision, which was a bit risky indeed.

I had no idea/info about the leading actor of the movie, whose name is Rajneesh Duggal. He was not bad at all in all those different outlooks in the movie. And as for the Karisma Kapoor, it felt good to see her back on screens. Comparing to her old movies (very few of them i saw), she still has a good-looking and is surely talented.

Regarding the topic, my mouth is zipped yet only clue is “reincarnation”. Add some love story and enmity to it, which equals to a high level bollywood in calculation :)) Seriously speaking, i can say it was neither good nor bad, but an average time pass. So in total it can be ranked as 7/10.

Songs were good and soothing. You can find my favorite one below. Hope you like it as well.

These days it is so hard to wander around at my very own home. It is such a handicapped task to go from one room to the other. And the only reason for this is the traffic jam!

Yes, you heard it all true. Recently, especially in our sitting room, such a weird traffic jam prevails. Beside simple cars in different color and size, huge trucks are quite dangerous. I am not even talking about bikes. So it is just a matter of time to get crushed at your feet or legs by one of them (proven by experience!).

And the responsible persons for this trouble (not the governmental officials but my twin boys) has made no formal comment except yelling at each other when they get stuck on the same path.

If you plan to visit us in near future, let me warn you, they don’t have a driving licence yet :)

I had been writing for quite a long time when i met him. And my writings i could say were good enough. I mean good in a way to catch/influence things…good in a way to flow with/dance with the words…good in a way even to get praised by some.

On the contrary he had no hands in writing, even in reading. He was not writing anything (almost anything) except a few lines rendering that he was fine. Similarly, he was reading nothing (almost nothing) except my long writings to (for) him.

After long time one day he suddenly confessed that i was a better writer than himself. At that time such a confession had surprised me as made by someone who was almost a non-writer/reader. And that particular confession had kept me satisfied for a long duration.

However, another day at the end of the story (which in books and movies usually means after he left me and went to on his own way marrying another girl) i noticed that was not true and i came to know he was a better writer than me since he wrote my fate/future in the way he wished for!

Now you tell me who is a better writer? Me or him?

P.S.: Phew…first short story of 2012 after a long interval…Anyone out there among old friends?!

Choti is back (though temporarily) like a bat…yet staying awake both day and night…Days are like delicate butterflies which just runs away even before touching its wing and nights are like owls which wait patiently for the sun to greet the earth…Got a clue how i have been?? Of course as busy as ever, tired yet happy….Houseworks, home-office, my naughtyyyy twins, tiny tiny leisure time activities make up a day of mine.

As for my hobbies…lately i watched Black Swan which is a breath-taking movie and V for Vandetta which is an old yet awesome one both by Natalie Portman. Meanwhile i keep reading books among which i finished Yirminci Yüzyılda Paris (that is originally in French) by Jules Verne, Fatih-Harbiye by Peyami Safa, Gülünesi Aşklar by Milan Kundera, İstanbul (Hatıralar ve Şehir) by Orhan Pamuk.

Now it is 11.55 pm and i am lost among the translation projects…soon one of my boys will start to yell to request his night food and the other cutie will follow him on deep cries…afterwards a peaceful night sleep will take all of us into its arms, the lenght of which depends on my sweetos’ hunger :D

This is all for now… a short ‘hey, i am still alive’ post from Choti :)

Nowadays I am so carried away from the reality in a world of books, the last one being “Firarperest” by Elif Shafak. Shafak’s books are just like freshly baked desserts always appealing my taste in a way or another! Her being my favourite female writer in Turkish literature, time to time i tend to google her to know more about her, to see what her pluses are comparing with other writers, or to find a way out when i am densely lost in thoughts about how to be a good writer!

During these searches, i came across her official website, which is available both in Turkish and English, and contains short reviews of her books, her bibliography, interviews with her published in various newspapers and articles penned down by her every week in a Turkish newspaper…There is also a section where you can drop messages to her (although she is not able to check her mails regularly, surely someone replies the reader-mails – -proven by experience ; )

For those who like her style and to get to know more about her, this site is a well to dig deeper!

Today i talked to you…You were not aware but i was…You were not conscious but i was…I kept talking and you kept your silence…I waited for a word to come out in your warm voice…Kabhi kabhi i heard a song and i thought you were singing for me…mann ki gali tu phuharoon si aa bheeg jaye mere khwabon ka kafila…Kabhi kabhi there echoed some lines and i thought you were murmuring…chaahe jo maanglo sab tumhare hai…And kabhi kabhi there were whispers and i thought you were back to me..chal apna rang dikha dena thumka mere sang laga lena…

Spend more and more and more time with the turtle and the hippopotamus (my twins) (Any chance to make a day 48 hours rather than 24?!).

Earn more and spend less (Tell me how?!).

Spare more time for reading (deemed to be still a dream as the time flies away and books reside peacefully on the shelves!).

See more movies (Sounds great and enjoyable yet for the time being a hallucination on a desert…).

Try to stay more in touch with friends (except some!) (Friendship is precious and prove this to the ones who worth it! For the rest you can pile the mails in junk folder or leave the calls unanswered).

Be more open to changes rather than sticking to the easy yet boring routine (Be brave my girl!).